For quite some time now, I have been living apart from those who are dearest to me. I have managed to detach from them, while remaining partially sane, but not a moment passes where I don’t imagine their presence. I close my eyes: I see them, I hear them, I smell them. I am unable to feel them. I am attached to their vibrations. The lack of their vibrations is causing me to wither. I am missing so deeply, filled with anguish. Their absence has become detrimental to my being.